Here, Here, Here! Rolling clouds above,
Slithering to cover the vastness,
Upward! looking in its dark towering darkness,
Forwarded my eyes, in its colossal move,
Hovering to its impenetrable dense,
Hearing the cracks and claps of thunders,
Tiny droplets of watery beads over the fence,
Dripping upon the rooftop, drizzle and sliver,
Showering anywhere and everywhere,
Executing, its constant dropping to nowhere,
Like a misty dew, slipping on the leaves,
Oh! how cold? Splashing over the skin,
Wondering to go somewhere to leave,
Walking around to be profound and grin,
Showing that will never cease falling,
Raining isn’t it? It was they called,
Can, I make it through by its restless forced?
Or stood still smiling and laughing.